But, what in the hell would I do? I had become so hooked on her and facesitting and … her smell. And I felt angry that while the news was devastatin... to me, it seemed to have little impact on her. What a sap! What a sucker I was! It wasn't her fault. I was the one who had become so lost in her ass that I had ignored common sense and the probability that the day would come when her butt wouldn't be in my face.And so, I began looking for handrails. Something to hold on to. Anything to prop me. So as soon as the car was tucked in to the dark corner of the lot and the movie started they began to reach for each other. It was a warm night so they had left the blanket on the back seat, which suited him fine because he wanted to see her body once he got around to taking her clothes off. He knew he would do it too. She had been teasing him for weeks; pressing her breasts hard against his chest when they hugged, and nonchalantly rubbing his thigh when they sat together at restaurants, and. She licked her lips again."An old friend of yours," I said. "A close friend of mine," she retorted. "How do you greet closed friends?" Mmm," she sighed, "with a kiss....with a nice, soft kiss...." She moved her fingers to the waist band of my shorts and slowly drew the material over the head of my skyward pointing cock, only far enough to expose the flared cockhead, red and waiting.She leaned her head forward and planted a soft, dispassionate kiss on the exposed cockhead, a kind of. It smelled funny and seemed totake forever, but it was very relaxing being worked on like this. Afterawhile, I dozed off.I woke up when Carolyn turned on the hair dryer. I was surprised tofind another technician working on my nails. They were still short, butshaped very smoothly and were very shiny. Even more surprising, therewere curlers in my hair! I wasn't sure what she was up to, but it wastoo late to stop now. After a few minutes of drying, Carolyn brushedout my hair. It felt funny.